Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

"How can this be!"

Wen Jiulong's expression changed wildly, and he used his escape technique to dodge the fist that contained terrifying murderous intent.

why!

Why is he still getting stronger!

He clearly didn't use any trump cards, let alone any skills!

This makes no sense at all!

Chapter 183 The fifth master is a kind-hearted person.

Dodge?

is that useful?

Lu Wenwu smiled ferociously and waved his fist, shining like a shooting star.

"Oops!"

Wen Jiulong was horrified, smelling the breath of death in that fierce fist.

That kind of domineering, that kind of "power" that seemed to suppress the world and crush all enemies into powder made him feel fear and threat.

It is really possible for the other party to kill him here!

Need to work hard!

Just a second before the iron fist struck, Wen Jiulong's body flashed with light, and rich spatial fluctuations erupted, causing his body to instantly disappear into the air.

Lu Wenwu's invincible fist was half empty and hammered hard into the void.

This punch was empty, but not completely empty.

The hard ground began to shatter inch by inch under the violent bombardment, and the shocking cracks continued to extend outward, causing the earth to moan continuously.

The shock wave that swept in all directions crushed everything in its path into the tiniest dust.

"Boom!"

Another hill collapsed.

It’s even more frightening than a natural mudslide.

That was an entire mountain that was blasted from halfway up with one punch, turning into dust and sand flying all over the sky!

The powerful aftermath of the battle made the group of people hiding in the space stabilizer shield tremble.

Now the captain has begun to wonder whether the information given above has not been updated in time.

Judging from this person's destructive power and attack power, there is no need for my small team to follow him!

The moment he saw the landslide, the captain suddenly realized something.

Maybe he and others were not originally sent to rescue or respond to this fifth brother.

I and others were sent to clean up, finish things off, and wipe my butt! ?

In the center of the battlefield, Wen Jiulong was spit out from the space mezzanine.

Less than half of the armor on his upper body was shattered, and part of the shoulder armor on his left arm was missing.

The stony body below was a blur of flesh and blood, and small gravels continued to collapse as the body trembled, decomposing into the most primitive heaven and earth energy and earth elements in the air.

Although Lu Wenwu's punch did not resonate with the power of space, the ultimate spatial affinity within his body still exerted its effect under the powerful force.

Just a simple space shock, like natural evolution, forced Wen Jiulong, who had activated the space concealment prop, directly from inside.

Fortunately, there was a certain Lao Gou who demonstrated the dangers of temporary space passages in front of him.

Otherwise, if he had also used the precious props used to construct space passages to dodge, he might not even be able to get his ashes back.

"Three Mountains·Town!"

Rough drink burst out from Wen Jiulong's throat.

The war hammer hit the ground violently, emitting a thick earthy light.

A mouthful of blood was spit out along with it, dyeing the faintly condensed shadow of the three mountains with a trace of blood.

The space shock just now injured his abdominal organs, and even with the blood of the mountain giant and the power of the earth, his recovery ability was still somewhat limited.

If you forcefully activate a powerful skill at this time, it is inevitable to be counterattacked by the force of the shock.

Something like fighting spirit takes a fierce and domineering approach, squeezing the human body's potential to the limit.

When it is fierce, it is really fierce. It is difficult to compare with the explosive power of the hexagonal warriors like the cultivators.

However, once you are seriously injured or your limbs are missing, your combat power will decline, and your ultimate move will backfire on you, which is even more sad than a puppet without a puppet.

Three phantoms of mountains formed instantly around Lu Wenwu, surrounding him in a very strange manner, completely blocking his surroundings.

Suddenly, the three mountains suddenly converged towards the center and became one in an instant.

"boom!"

The deafening sound erupted again, and an even more overwhelming groan came from the earth.

On the earth, Lu Wenwu was no longer around.

Only a towering mountain is left standing.

He seems to have been suppressed!

Wen Jiulong almost lay on the ground on all fours, breathing heavily.

The power of the khaki earth sank into his body like a long whale sucking water, constantly recovering and nourishing the injured half of his body.

Under the equipment special effects of Crimson Abyss, this recovery process is a bit slow.

His mouth and nose were filled with blood, but even so, there was still a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"A young boy is a young boy after all. He is too young and energetic. There are thousands of dungeon worlds, and there are also thousands of wonderful props. So what if you are proficient in the power of space? Can you still stop all the space props? "

"You are lawless because of your strange powers, and you think you are the Monkey King who once made trouble in the Heavenly Palace? His ability to jump out of the Three Realms and not be among the Five Elements relies on his background and invincible strength. What do you rely on?"

"Haha, when you are completely killed by my Sanshan Suppressor, I will personally come forward to take your soul!"

Just as Wen Jiulong was talking to himself, he suddenly felt a sudden discomfort in his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was a strange noise coming from the so-called Sanshan Suppressor.

"Crack. Bang!"

The seemingly eternal rocks of the mountain cracked, and a spearhead that seemed capable of piercing everything in the world pierced out from the center.

The extreme sharpness made Wen Jiulong unable to help but use his fighting spirit to protect his body. The extreme sharpness stung his eyes with a dull pain.

It took him a few seconds to see clearly that it was not a spearhead at all.

But an arm!

An arm with knotted muscles and blue veins!

That is!

Lu Wenwu's hand!

"boom!"

In a daze, the Sanshan suppressor suddenly exploded into fragments that filled the sky.

Huge boulders splashed out in the surroundings like a heavy rainstorm, continuing to destroy the land that had already been ravaged to the point of losing its original shape.

"puff!"

The original suppressor connected to his mind was destroyed, and Wen Jiulong spat out a mouthful of blood again.

That kind of backlash from the depths of his soul left him in a state of chaos.

He just watched helplessly as Lu Wenwu flapped his dragon wings and fell from the sky with overwhelming demonic energy, with a sinister smile on his face that still hadn't faded away.

The tall and strong body kept making crackling sounds, and its aura was still at its peak.

He's fine!

How could he be okay!

His flesh and blood should be crushed into pulp, his bones should be squeezed into powder, and his equipment should be shattered into a ball of scrap metal!

How could he be unscathed!

At this moment, Wen Jiulong was already going crazy.

By coincidence, Lu Wenwu looked into his eyes and said very sincerely: "Your purity is very high. It hurt me just now. This is the first time I have practiced so far."

Lu Wenwu didn't lie.

The terrifying suppressive power of the Sanshan Suppressor had squeezed his bones into cracks like broken porcelain.

Even the hard blood dragon scales can't resist it.

The feeling of having your soul crushed back and forth repeatedly was not pleasant. Even a guy like Lu Wenwu who was like a madman in battle felt an intense pain.

Wen Jiulong is very powerful.

But, it’s not powerful enough!

Therefore, the Sanshan Suppressor was directly blown up by Lu Wenwu from inside, and he got out!

The Sanshan suppressor is very strong, but not strong enough.

It failed to directly suppress Lu Wenwu to death. The suppressive force that earth attribute cultivators are good at was not easy to use against him.

Such attack power cannot keep up with his blood recovery speed!

"I do not believe!"

Wen Jiulong's spirit was greatly stimulated when his attack failed.

He roared and ran forward, hitting the war hammer in his hand one after another, one hammer faster than the other. His feet connected with the earth, as if miniature mountains were suppressing them.

Lu Wenwu did not dodge or evade, and responded with a pair of iron fists with a ferocious smile. One punch after another, the energy and blood in his body rose, and he easily smashed the mountain peaks into pieces.

A thunderous sound erupted, and the earth within a radius of dozens of miles continued to sink.